aweyn~ When I was growing up, my dad (hunter safety teacher) taught us about guns and that they are not toys. We were allowed to have toy guns, but the moment we pointed them at a person, it was taken away. He taught us to treat guns with respect, to act as if even a toy gun is real and keep it pointed in a safe direction, to never point it at anything you don't want to shoot and kill. I don't know how old your ds is, but maybe explaining to him what guns are for, and that they need to be respected or people can get really hurt, would help? I know that I grew up in a house with LOTS of guns, of many shapes and sizes, but my sisters and I would NEVER play with them or touch them without my dad right there. We have great respect for them. Just my little 2 cents! ;)
Myself, I hate guns-- but this is fantastic advice, and I know that they have their place. I don't have to like them. I do *hugely* understand respect for any weapon, though. I have a friend from high school that is a gun collector. He's really, really into guns. Was when he was a kid. He played with toy ones, but the minute he was allowed to start using real ones, all the toy ones were taken away, forever.
M's brother is also really into guns. He has I think at least a hundred of them, or some abominably large number. He doesn't have kids, though, so I doubt ds will ever spend any time there until he's way, way older!
We're snowed in-- well, not really; I could get out today if I had to. We're expecting another huge storm tonight. DS has his BFF here and I have to take her back to her mama just before 3pm. I was going to take them to church, but I am loving this hibernating weather and am not going out under pain of death This is the kind of weather that, if I were a knitter, that's what I'd be doing. As it is, I have to force my dang self off of the internet and get some chores done. I got the tree undecorated, and the other decorations put up, but I need to take the tree itself down and put it away. Sent ds and bff out to play in the snow. The little girl puts up such a fuss to go outside! Weird-- her mama says it's all she can do to keep her IN, at her own house. They live in a trailer park where there's next to nowhere to play. I live in a house with a yard that has woods behind it and an empty field next door-- you'd think she'd be chomping at the bit to go out, here. I promised them both cocoa with a candy-cane stirrer for when they come in. Yep, I'm not above bribery. Plus I'm the mom and I said You Will Go Out for at least a half hour. They're having a blast, of course